I'm Little But I'm Loud lyrics

Song information

Artist: Connie Smith
Album: Connie In The Country

Lyrics

A lots of folks have told me I got poor
For I got right a winter apple picked up in the fall
But even as a young'n I was not the bashful type
Cause I could yell up loud to stop them all
I'm little but I'm loud I'm poor but I'm proud
I'm countrified and I don't care who knows it
I'm like a banty rooster in a big red rooster crowd
I'm puny short and little but I'm loud
[ fiddle ]
I learned to do my singing walking long behind a plow
The singing teacher always passed me by
And so I had to sing the only way I know how just rear back open up and let her fly
Well I'm little but I'm loud..
[ steel - ac.guitar ]
Well I sang a special solo song in church one sunday morn
And I was plumbin' barest to my skin
I hit a high and turn around and as sure as I was burn
Two cows and fourteen herses come walking in
I'm little but I'm loud..
I'm puny short and little but I'm loud

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